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I fee in juftifying grace

God's love to me does ardent burn;
But by imparted holiness

I grateful love for love return.
My righteoufnefs is that which draws
My thankful heart to this refpect:
The former then is firft the caufe,
The latter is the fweet effect.
Chrift is in juftifying me,

By name, The Lord my righteousness:
But as he comes to fanctify,

The Lord my ftrength and help he is.
In that I have the patient's place,
For there JEHOVAH's act is all:
But in the other I'm through grace
An agent working at his call.
The first does flavifli fear forbid,
For there his wrath revenging ends;
The laft commands my filial dread,
For here paternal ire attends.
The former does annul my woe,
By God's judicial fentence paft;
The latter makes my graces grow,
Faith, love, repentance, and the rest:
The first does divine pard'ning love
Moft freely manifeft to me;
The laft makes fhining graces prove
Mine int'reft in the pardon free.
My foul in juftifying grace

Does full and free acceptance gain;
In fanctity I heav'nward prefs

By fweet affiftance I obtain.

The first declares I'm free of debt,
And nothing left for me to pay;
The laft makes me a debtor yet,
But helps to pay it ev'ry day.
My righteoufnefs with wounds and blood
Discharg'd both law and juftice' score;.

Hence with the debt of gratitude
I'll charge myself for evermore.
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SECT. II.

The Harmony between Juftification and Sanctification.

E who me decks with righteoufnefs,

HE

With grace will alfo clothe;

For glorious Jefus came to blifs

By blood and water both.
That in his righteoufnefs I truft,
My fanctity will show;
Though graces cannot make me juft,
They fhew me to be fo.
All thofe who freely justify'd
Are of the pardon'd race,
Anon are alfo fanctify'd

And purified by grace.
Where juftice flern does juftify,
There holiness is clear'd;
Heav'n's equity and fanctity
Can never be fever'd.

Hence, when my foul with pardon deckt,
Perceives no divine ire,
Then holiness I do affect
With paffionate defire.

His juftifying grace is fuch

As wafts my foul to heav'n:

I cannot chufe but love him much,
Who much has me forgiv'n.

The Sun of righteoufnefs that brings
Remiffion in his rays,

The healing in his golden wings

Of light and heat conveys.
Where-ever Jefus is a Prieft,
There will he be a King;
He that affoils from fin's arreft,
Won't tolerate its reign.
The title of a precious grace
To faith may juftly fall,
Because its open arms embrace
A precious Christ for all.

From precious faith a precious ftrife
Of precious virtues flow;
A precious heart, a precious life,
And precious duties too.
Where-ever faith does justify,
It purifies the heart;
The pardon and the purity
Join hands and never part.
The happy state of pardon doth
An holy life infer:
In fubjects capable of both

They never funder'd were.
Yet in defence of truth muft we
Dillinctly view the twain;
That how they differ, how agree,
We may in truth maintain.
Two natures in one perfon dwell,
Which no divifion know,
In our renown'd IMMANUEL,
Without confufion too.

Thofe that divide them, grofsly err,
Though yet diftin&t they be:
Those who confufion hence infer,
Imagine blafphemy.

Thus righteoufnefs and grace we must
Not funder nor confound;

Elfe holy peace to us is loft,

And facred truth we wound.

While we their proper place maintain,
In friendship fweet they dwell;
But or to part or blend the twain,
Are errors hatch'd in hell.

To feparate what God does join,
Is wicked and profane:
To mix and mutilate his coin,
Is damnable and vain.

Though plain diftinction muft take place,

Yet no divifion here,

Nor dark confufion, elfe the grace

Of both will disapear.

Lo! errors grofs on ev'ry fide

Confpire to hurt and wound; Antinomifts do them divide, And legalifts confound.

CHA P. IV.

The BELIEVER'S PRINCIPLES Concerning
Faith and Senfe.

1. Of Faith and Senfe natural.
2. Of Faith and Senfe Spiritual.

3. The Harmony and Difcord between Faith and Senfe. 4. The Valour and victories of Faith.

5. The Heights and Depths of Senfe.

6. Faith and Frames compared, or Faith building upon Senfe difcovered.

SECT. I.

Faith and Senfe Natural, compared and diftinguished.

WHEN Abram's body, Sarah's womb,

Were ripe for nothing but the tomb,

Exceeding old, and wholly dead,
Unlike to bear the promis'd feed:
Faith faid, I fhall an Ifaac fee;
No, no, faid fenfe; it cannot be :
Blind reafon, to augment the ftrife,
Adds, How can death engender life?
My heart is like a rotten tomb,
More dead than ever Sarah's womb;
O! can the promis'd feed of grace
Spring forth from fuch a barren place!
Senfe gazing but on flinty rocks,
My hope and expectation chokes :
But could I, fkill'd in Abram's art,
O'erlook my dead and barren heart;
And build my hope on nothing lefs
Than divine pow'r and faithfulness;
Soon would I find him raise fons
To Abram, out of rocks and stones.

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Faith acts as bufy boatmen do,

Who backward look, and forward row:
It looks intent to things unfeen,
Thinks objects vifible too mean.
Senfe thinks it madnefs thus to fteer,
And only trufts its eye and ear;
Into faith's boat dare thruft its oar
And put it further from the fhore.
Faith does alone the promise eye;
Senfe won't believe unless it fee;
Nor can it truft the divine guide,
Unless it have both wind and tide.
Faith thinks the promife fure and good;
Senfe doth depend on likelihood;
Faith-ev'n in ftorms belives the feers;
Senfe calls all men, ev'n prophets, liars.
Faith uses means, but refts on none;
Senfe fails when outward means are gone;
Trafts more in probabilities,
Than all the divine promises.

It refts upon the rufty beam

Of outward things that hopeful feem;
Let thefe its fupport fink or ceafe,
No promise then can yield it peace.
True faith that's of a divine brood,
Confults not bafe with flesh and blood;
But carnal fenfe, which ever errs,
With carnal reafon ftill confers.
What! won't my difciples believe
That I am rifen from the grave?
Why will they pore on duft and death,
And overlook my quick'ning breath?
Why do they flight the word I fpake?
And rather forry counfel take
With death, and with a pow'rless grave,
If they their captive can't relieve?
Senfe does enquire if tombs of clay,
Can fend their guests alive away?
But faith will hear JEHOVAH's word,
Of life and death the Sov'reign Lord.

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